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Role Playing / Re: Fate/Grand Adventure!2.0 [A Fate Grand Order Lewd RP, IC]

« on: March 19, 2017, 01:58:48 AM »

Leo I

Just as they seemed to get into formation, another group of undead appeared before them. 

Leo let out a sigh.  "This again?" he moaned.  "Its alright little one.  We do not need strategy to dispose of this threat."

The pope walked up to the first skelleton, cocked back his arm and slammed it into the creature's skull with enough force to break it into hundreds of pieces.  Even if the remaining skelletons attack, the others should be able to back him up.

Longinus

The holy man was not toying around, and clearly had not overestimated his own abilities. It hadn't been evident to him before, but now it was obfuscatingly obvious that this heroic spirit had the vigor and spirit of a warrior. Longinus wondered if they could be any more different.

But above his stray misgivings, their objective came first, and the Lancer servant rushed past the pope and brandished his spear, the quicker to clear the mass of enemies. His weapon was the certain foe of this simple constructs, but even without it, his abilities alone would have sufficed to destroy them. Darting like an arrow, he struck before bows could be sprung, breaking one skeleton apart with each powerful flick of his arm.

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 19, 2017, 01:34:44 AM »

Rafalia

She chuckled at his surprise. "I am many things, you'll find," she said, allowing him to do as he pleased, if the pretense or effort at gentlemanly ways amused him. She'd prefer chips, but this was reward in and of itself.

The darkness trying to make up for her wounds tickled however, and his choice of expression tickled in a different way. Rafalia frowned playfully at him, daring Methuselah to interpret it as he would.

"So presumptuous of you to make that call, especially when you claimed the opposite of me earlier. Someone who looks like they're stringing their own broken body around shouldn't sound so cheeky." She poked a shoulder that had been run through with arrows, almost chuckling yet chiding him at the same time.

"But thanks. I feel no pain worth speaking of right now. No need for concern. And these wounds," she said, pointing at the filled large gash on her side, "except for this one, would close easily anyhow."

Methuselah did not get the occasion to scrutinize futher before she snapped her fingers, and her appearance restored itself to its iconic and unblemished model in a flutter of stardust.

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 18, 2017, 09:16:00 PM »

Rafalia

The faerie coughed up dark blood, eyes widening at the predicament she had fallen in, consciousness swaying for an instant as she went flying back. Like a nicked kite, losing its height but still riding the wind like a leaf in Autumn, and rolling upon the ground until she came to a halt rather than smack against it with her unguarded mass.

The blow which delivered the full force of Methuselah's resolve stole her words, gnawing through her body indiscriminately and taking away the strength in her knees, and yet she rose. Gaping hole at her side and all, her face hardened but eyes shining like the picture of a hundred re-lit stars in the bleak firmament.

She had not underestimated him, only given in to her own recklessness. That was enough to cause these wounds, which would have even a classic hero bleeding out but did not leave her vitally seeping such grime and bile despite the pain. His performance was commendable. But her spear was not as limited as he believed it. The abhorrent weapon she wielded was the knife in her hands, and it resided in her arrows and bow, in her fists and feet, in the fingers which could choke the life out of someone, in the elbows and knees which could crush bone and more, in her teeth when they tore into someone, and even in her gaze which lashed at the spirit.

When the spears tore into her she had grabbed and pulled, and the trap creaked and cracked in her murderous grasp. Enough to loosen the impaling shadows, and to tear herself away as he sent the decisive blow. Only enough to stop it from blowing a hole in her as wide as he desired, into a wound that might have taken her heart if she had one - a simpler thing to recover from.

Slowly and more carefully than he had seen before, she walked towards the dark god with her hands clean and stopped in front of him. "Your spear was magnificent," she spoke, before crouching close enough to hold him.

Her appearance still bore the marks of their battle when she wrapped her arms around him and patted his back in praise.

"Good job."

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 18, 2017, 01:25:11 PM »

Rafalia

Oops.

She followed Methuselah with her eyes as he crumpled and fell to the ground ingloriously, struck with her arrows, and wondered if that was too much. She liked waxing philosophy, but she didn't particularly desire to go through the process of insight into a new facet of the dark avatar again.

She trotted up to him, but not before letting the wriggling shadows from the forest die down, and then jumped off the night-eyed steed.

"Still alive, Methuselah?" She asked, tilting her head with a neutral smile. When she received no answer, she crouched down and poked his arm.

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 18, 2017, 04:34:56 AM »

Rafalia

That's how it should be. Struggle. Show your resolve always and never cower before the unshakeable. His response was more than anticipated, and his burst of hidden ferocity surprising, however.

Rafalia flew, avoiding the first slew of corroding strikes coming her way just as she whistled for her mount. It appeared straight from the shadows which hounded her, and took her upon its back to run, freeing her mind to focus on defending from the tendrils which sough to consume her.

She clicked her tongue as the routes of escape closed before her in an instant, but the dire straights could not wipe the grin from her face. Her steed feared no darkness, and her hands were free to pierce it; a comet whistled from her bow, clearing a path through one direction of the devouring waves that she followed on an ineffable gallop. The air ate at the fur of the horse's legs and nicked at the end of her clothes, but through the trees and dense roots she had no trouble transversing, the flood was slowed, even if just barely.

That was all she needed to aim low and sink an arrow into the dangerous fathoms, stabbing deep into the ravenous will that broke down everything in its path. Instead of tearing it open, her weapon deadened its purpose and vigor, purchasing the time she need to refocus on its master. In a second she began to launch more than a dozen spearing lights at Methuselah.

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 17, 2017, 02:50:22 PM »

The dark one grit its teeth as he fled to safer grounds so disgracefully, but his eyes didn't miss the little nuisance that fired yet another arrow. It wasn't speed or instinct that saved him, but merely the reflex to  wave his arm forth, sending a wave of darkness against the arrow. However, it wasn't fast or strong enough, so the violent blast left a grievous wound on his chest, like a porcelain pot that had just been cracked.

It felt wonderful.

His expression suddenly shifted. It wasn't just agony, but pure fear not directed towards the monster before him, but the one inside him. The dark god howled in pain, clutching at his wounded arm as if to keep something from leaking out.

"S-stop!" He whined, trying to keep his mind and soul in check, begging for the daemonic pain of the blade not to make him lose reason. Whatever that blade was, its nature had dragged something out from his soul, something that he had rather kept buried.

The shadows in his cloak bulged and erupted like serpents, wrapping over the god as quickly as they could in order to form an orb of darkness and shadows to shield him from harm.

Or perhaps it was to shield her.

Rafalia

He wasn't telling her to stop, was he? She almost felt insulted. She knew why she was fighting right now, but did he really? If they were to do this, there would be no veils.

She notched her bow, tracing the path of that sphere in the sky, and let loose a soul-cutting arrow to tear it open.

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 15, 2017, 01:23:28 AM »

Rafalia

It was unlike Rafalia to revel in the pain of her foes, but her veins trembled with joy at the wounding of someone who was all but the prey she had decided upon. Her expression was torn between celebrating the lesson her friend was learning, and mourning the pain of her instruction. But there was no pity to offer.

Beset by shadows made steel on all sides, the faerie hunter showed a gloating smile and spun. Her knife followed and vanquished what it reached, but her commitment left her too far to avoid them all. Like obsidian swords the threads of Methusalah's trap tore through her vest and her skin, as more passed between her steps and buried themselves in the ground or trees opposite to her.

Her cloak billowed to a stop, the gashes upon it vanishing as dark blood fell from the skewered limb that that shielded her face. She winced as she stained her now empty hand to remove the offending object, letting it fall on the grass and scatter into dust.

If it would've debilitated someone who relied on their arm, to her it meant little, and she trained her ebon bow on Methuselah once more, in her hands with the same familiarity as it always was.

"We aren't done yet, my brave fellow," she said, releasing the arrow with striking precision.

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 14, 2017, 02:57:08 AM »

Rafalia

For any other Warmain, perhaps turning their own assault against them would have worked. But none knew their torments better than they, like no man swum better than a fish - except perhaps the ocean sunfish -, and turning a fire against itself by feeding it would only end in getting burned. So perhaps not. Against this retort, Rafalia need not even consider that, for she had already dismissed her bow and conjured her jagged blade before her arrow came flying back.

It split against the edge and faded instantly, but the cutting arc continued. Swifter than the wind she rushed her foe, swinging the knife faster than the mortal eye could follow to ravage his arm.

In the darkness there was nothing her eyes could miss, and though there was no trickery yet to find, Methuselah was certain to try something to close the gap of ability between them. She was going to pressure him and teach the god of darkness that wasn't enough.

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 13, 2017, 03:00:28 AM »

Rafalia

She laughed at the danger and twirled between the lightless edges, flying between heartbeats to draw her ebon bow in Methuselah's direction. Three of his weapons cut through her cloak like it wasn't there, but she waited for his offensive fearlessly.

Starlight whistled towards the dark god with the strength to pierce through solid walls, and three more arrows awaited release to skewer the space around him if he attempted to escape.

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 13, 2017, 01:04:04 AM »

Rafalia

Truly, Methuselah had a knack for appropriate backdrops. She could already picture the accidental devastation they would sow on the surroundings. Completely unrelated to his attempt to shame her at this time course. And it would definitely be poor form on her part to flail against this cheeky opening on his part.

So she smiled and allowed herself to fall unceremoniously but swiftly into the lake, producing a small splash as she hit the water and slippled through the tranquil surface.

It stayed undisturbed after she fell, but for no longer than a second. A small hail of lights burst from the face of the lake, shot like spears at Methuselah one after another in the span of an instant, and a glimmering eruption followed as Rafalia flipped herself out of the water, landing like a dancer on the shore.

She flipped her hair over her shoulder, grinning up at the dark avatar in perfectly dry shape, a light-eating bow held at her side and droplets scintillating around.

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 11, 2017, 11:46:26 PM »

Methuselah

The dark god flinched at the fae's sudden burst of movement, but he listened to her wise words regardless. Before he knew it, she leapt in the air and landed onto his shoulders. This might be harsh for a normal human, but even if he was weakened, he was still a god.

 If he wasn't even able to lift this much, he would shame those who believed in him, wouldn't he? Which was why even if his back was sore, his knees did not falter.

"Y-yeah...You're heavier than I thought. Maybe you shouldn't eat so many chips."

Rafalia

The rider curled her left eyebrow like an drawn bowstring and leaned in to pinch his cheek, complaining. "Wow, did no one tell you how rude it is to criticize a lady's weight?"

And how dare he tell her to eat less chips? He didn't know how bearable they made her routine here. It's not like she could ride out to the Outside and snipe off shambling behemoths let loose by the students of nightmares and war to empty out her stress or toss them into holes before making traps for their makers. That was pretty funny, and she'd not found a replacement around these parts yet.

"For discipline's sake, you'll have to fly us to a space where we can fight to our heart's content while I'm sitting on your shoulders," she said, and then proceeded to place herself in exactly that position, legs hooked with military certainty around his neck. "Now hurry along! Godspeed."

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 08, 2017, 03:14:58 AM »

Methuselah

The dark one's face flushed like a tomato when she suddenly grabbed his nose. "Erm, o-okay. If you say so!" He tried to muster, and perhaps even succeeded. He looked away, gazing down at his own two feet, then looked back at her, his tone and expression suddenly more serious.

"Still, I am too weak. Combat isn't in my nature, nor do I have any interest in power. However, I need to become strong if I want to protect anyone."

His thoughts trailed back to the earlier clash his previous self had against that girl. It wasn't solely about keeping the city safe from such outbursts, but as long as she roamed free and unchecked, he wouldn't be able to find peace.

He smiled and rose from his place, putting the sandwich bag in a nearby garbage bin. Then, he turned to Rafalia.

"I have fought little in the last few hundred years. Would you humor an old god's request and spar with me? I find that I have yet much to learn."

Rafalia

Now Methuselah was speaking of matters which she knew as duty. Matters she had not attended to - not needed to attend - for a span of time which seemed longer than the melancholy it brought her. But a tree did not forget the shape of its rings.

"I will let you know, though I am rusty, I have not gained any mercy." She folded her pack of treats up before stuffing it inside her uniform jacket and coming up next to the dark god without a single rustle from the grass.

She leveled a dark gaze at him, flipping her twisted blade around her left hand like a master larcenist. "Lesson number one," she began, letting an anxious smile grow from her lips. "In a true battle, there is no surrender and no escape. You will suffer defeat before dishonor."

With a chuckle, the Warmain's knife disappeared into her sleeve, and she spun around Methuselah to jump on his shoulders. "But this is secondary to purpose. And to what is at the heart of war. When you must continue, retreat, but die for the cause before living in shame. And leave no arm or comrade behind."

She petted his hair again, like a mentor acting motherly over the face of a devil. "Now, as you think on that, let's go find a better place for this."

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Role Playing / Re: Fate/Grand Adventure!2.0 [A Fate Grand Order Lewd RP, IC]

« on: March 05, 2017, 11:33:04 PM »

Longinus

He allowed some of the tension to slip from his shoulders. "Quick to decide what must be done when someone presents you with a way, aren't you? But I agree."

The keeper of the spear of destiny forced himself to ignore the pope's enmity for now, and began to walk in the direction of their goal until he was standing by the youth, waiting for the others. If the other servant turned that hostility into action, Longinus would deal with it when the time came.

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Role Playing / Re: Fate/Grand Adventure!2.0 [A Fate Grand Order Lewd RP, IC]

« on: March 03, 2017, 03:27:25 PM »

Longinus

His reaction to the pope's judgement was difficult to see. The saint's expressions were long hardened against such stinging truths, and he had only the crestfallen closing of his eyelids to show the torment visited upon his spirit.

"Do not speak of atonement to me," Longinus said, almost in a whisper. He knew full well that no amount of repentance would make up for what he did. He was already condemned, and he did not need to hear another trial.

The Servant shook his head, first to clear it, and then to respond in the negative to the boy's question. "I'm afraid not, or we would certainly know," he answered. What role did this organization have in the disaster unfolding in front of them? Altogether, they did not sound responsible for this disaster, and what they were precisely was less important than dealing with the chaos unfolding in front of them.

He sought a path in the clouded horizon, and his eyes were drawn to the distant mountain. Seeing through the twisted flows of magic which converged there and layers of solid rock, the vision of a black tower standing tall reached him, and in that moment he was made aware. Looming over this singularity like an idol of doom, at the core of the corruption here was that thing.

"You'll have to explain about your organization, but I can tell you now." Longinus raised his spear, pointing the weapon in the direction of Mount Enzou before he continued. "If we go there, we will likely find the heart of this calamity."

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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Re: Re: Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? In Character Game Thread

« on: March 03, 2017, 05:28:50 AM »

Rafalia

The rider puffed her cheeks in protest, folding up the chip pack before leaning in to pinch Methuselah's nose. "You shouldn't underestimate me. Gods are very easy to kill in their sleep," she said, pulling on his face. "You're a bleeding heart, and it's going to hurt you like it has before. But that's the opposite of uncool."

She stopped tormenting Methuselah's nasal extremity, and her hand rested on the top of his head, softly patting his hair.

"Very well. I'll stand by you, my friend. Until such a time as my judgement is made. I will watch over all this, and we shall see what the universe has to say about it."